Artemia PoV
The day of the baptism had finally arrived, though it was a day later than originally planned due to the unexpected attack. Despite the delay, the atmosphere in Milo's backyard was filled with joy and anticipation. The sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over the gathering, and the air was alive with the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass.
Family and friends gathered in the backyard, their faces alight with smiles and laughter. It was a celebration not just of the twins' baptism, but of our victory against Cyra and her allies.
Orlin and I stood together, holding Azami and Osamu, who were dressed in their finest white garments, delicate embroidery tracing patterns across the soft fabric. The twins seemed to sense the joy of the occasion, their eyes wide and curious as they took in the bustling scene around them.
